Qian Ji sneered: "It seems that the organization you are in ...... I'm too embarrassed not to pay a visit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't know if you are welcome?"

Van Gong just smiled faintly and said with a relaxed face: "It's an honor." He paused, then resumed his conversation. "It seems that Mr. Qiang has heard of such a thing as 'Literal Prison'?"

Qian Ji looked at him silently for a while before he said, "The 'Word Prison' you are talking about is just a legendary thing, and no one knows whether it really exists. ”

Van Gong chuckled and said, "No one know......s?" Now that there are at least two people in this room who have heard of its existence, how likely do you think it will be?"

Qian Qian's face sank, and he said, "What does Master Fan want?"

Van Gong smiled, but he couldn't see a trace of emotion in his eyes. Those shining eyes are as deep as the sea. I don't know why a young man who looks less than thirty has such an obscure look, and the black that is heaving and floating in it tightly wraps all emotions, as if nothing can break the expression on the face of the Vatican Palace, which is just right like a mask.

Every expression is so appropriate, and it is always difficult to see what is going on under the same smile.

Rao is a representative of this kind of long-lived vision, and he also thinks that if his eyes are still there, he will definitely not be able to maintain an expression on his face like the Van Palace, or an expression that can be just right at any time.

At this time, the voice of the Vatican Palace sounded in his ears, interrupting his thoughts. He looked at the palace and asked, "What did you just say?"

The Van Gong was a little surprised, but replied, "I just said that we can cooperate." I have provided you with information about the Soul Stone to help you find it. Of course, this is unpaid, and you don't need to commit anything. It's just ......"

Xie Jiuli looked at him and said, "It's just what?"

Van Gong glanced at him, and then his gaze still fell on the Qiang, and said, "But I hope that after I give you the information about the Soul Suppression Stone, you can give me the information about the 'Text Prison' accordingly!"

Qian Qian nodded almost without hesitation, and said, "The information you want us to provide can only be on the premise that we can enter the world of the Tomb Guards. ”

Van Gong nodded, "No problem." If you need any help, you can come to me, and I will do my best to meet you. ”

He looked at him and said, "Is there anything else that Master Fan wants to know?"

Fangong smiled and said, "There are a lot of things I want to know, and even if I ask before I find the Soul Suppression Stone, it will be in vain." Wasting this time and tongue, it is better to spend more time looking for the whereabouts of the Soul Suppression Stone. ”

Qian Qian looked at the obscure but faintly flickering light in the eyes of the Van Palace, and his expression was inexplicably in a trance. At this time, he didn't know that this brilliant streamer in the eyes of the Vatican Palace would eventually become a fire that burned the prairie beyond recognition.

Vatican asked what he wanted to know, and left after a while. He wears many hats, and every day is extremely busy. His face was tired, but it was like an engine that could only work.

Xie Jiuli sighed, opened his arms and spread his upper body on the table of the Eight Immortals, and then said, "Originally, it was you who couldn't promise anything, but now it's you who agree without hesitation." I don't even know if you're like a woman, with a needle in your heart?"

Qian Ji looked at him and replied seriously, "We don't have many ways to get the news about the Soul Stone by virtue of ourselves now. But 'Xuemang' is different, he himself is studying these, and he must have saved some belongings for hundreds of years. With this level of convenience, why waste our time around the bend?"

Xie Jiuli tilted his head and squinted at him, "But didn't you say that before?"

There was a moment of embarrassment in his expression, and there was a crack in his expressionless face all along. "......: "This person finally seized the opportunity and wanted to take revenge on himself, right?"

Xie Jiuli straightened up and said, "Okay, since our route has been decided, then we can only take one step at a time." He still read the content of their conversation just now, and couldn't help asking: "What is the 'literary prison' you just mentioned?" He remembered that he had learned in history textbooks that the literary prison seemed to be a kind of unjust prison for literati in ancient times, and a means of punishment for dissatisfaction with the government's rule.

Qian Ji looked at him, then poured himself a cup of tea, blew the hot air and took a sip, before slowly saying: "That is a kind of formation, which is said to have been created by Fuxi, and has the power to destroy the world. ”

Xie Jiuli raised his eyebrows, "That's all?"

He looked at him and asked, "Otherwise, what else do you want to know?"

Xie Jiuli patted the table and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't you say more details?"

Qian Qian lowered his head slightly and didn't look at him, and said, "I only know so much. ”

Xie Jiuli sneered and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't want to say it...... forget it."

Qian Qian glanced at him helplessly, and then drank tea silently. The existence of such a thing as the literal prison is still only a legend, and hearing about it does not mean that it has seen it. He had only heard that the Text Prison was a formation left by Fu Xi, so why did the formation create it, and why did it use it? He didn't know. Therefore, he doesn't know if this thing has the power to destroy the world as the legend says.

Qian Ji thought about it, and finally spoke: "Jiuli, do you know what our monster cultivation depends on in addition to our own qualifications?"

Xie Jiuli thought back to all the novels and TV series he had watched, organized the language and said, "Could it be the essence blood of human beings?"

He rolled his eyes, put down the teacup in his hand, and explained: "This is just a method that does not enter the stream! Sucking human essence blood can only improve for a while, but it is extremely unstable for one's own cultivation, and on the whole, it will do more harm than good! Normal situation, it is dependent on external forces. Heaven and earth have aura, and all things can survive. The magic weapon or technique of gathering spiritual energy is the key!" he paused for a moment, and then said, "The Soul Suppression Stone, the Earth Cloud Stone, including the Text Prison we just talked about, is one of them. It's just that the efficacy is different for different grades, and the higher the grade, the more people want to get it!"

Xie Jiuli was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Then do you have any magic weapons?"

His expression froze, "......" He has been following the grave keeper, how can he have time to find those magic weapons that he doesn't know where? Not to mention that he doesn't need them. Just relying on the Soul Suppression Stone and fighting countless large and small battles, his current cultivation is not comparable to ordinary monsters.